Wednesday, June 23, 2010

There's an in joke in that title actually. But anyway: Via HERE, from HERE (Google Detective Dot Com). I had clicked this photo, among others, from James' recent, and great, Secret Forts post; as it caught my eye looking through. It took a minute for it to sink in, and although I haven't had confirmation yet, I'm not sure I need it: I'd recognize those Clarks, LVC's, and stooping posture anywhere I think...

{No pressure, hey? Likely to be the best, or the worst, way to start my day. There's no point crossing fingers either. I suppose once we're knocked out I can relax and enjoy the spectacle from a neutral standpoint (Come on Ghana). And then, once it's all over, I'll be on the look out for THIS. It looks good. I mean Subbuteo? Classic. I spend a good 30 minutes explaining how amazing the game was to the LBF last week. Turns out the genius doesn't translate so well... Little men, on wobbly bases, like a half-sphere, and you sort of; flick them. At on oversize ball. And the arms and heads always break off. And my dad nailed the mat down to massive piece of plywood...}